Country Blues

Readers of New York magazine were asked to invent country-song titles. Here are some entries:

"I Lost My Honey Bunny on a Bad Hare Day"

"Ain't No Trash Been in My Trailer Since the Night I Threw You Out"

"You Want to Get Hitched, but My Heart Is Filled With Whoa"

"Baked My Sweetie a Pie, but He Left With a Tart"

"She Chews Tobacco, But She Won't Choose Me"

"The Peach I Picked in Georgia Didn't Cling to Me for Long"

"Don't Want The Floozy in My Jacuzzi"

"I Found the Recipe for Heartbreak in a Cookbook on Your Shelf"

"Now That We're Miserable, I Hope You're Happy"

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Yee-haw!!!

A couple of good ones there. I'd like to hear the rest of the song.

Those were great!

If I can get on my soapbox for a minute, that's what is wrong with modern country music. Few songs have any soul, any heartbreak, any sense that the singer has been through the fire and survived. Has anybody heard the song "Murder on Music Row"?